Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears just a black suit. His hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: This man loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Born in the north to a Shepherd, Arumawann learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and money/treasure

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Job, Religious. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 600 gp. Brown-green garnet (110 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized pastel coat. With a patchy chestnut beard and wild chestnut hair. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Roger was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Ortegar was born with his father's beautiful face. One day when Ortegar was young, his father was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his father dropped to the ground dead. His father had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Ortegar was heart-stricken from the event, and his mother started working long hours to provde for them. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Family. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He stands about 6'6" and wears a simple black robe with green stripes complete with hood. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Guy grew up listening to his father's many stories. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: Amber (140 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He wears a colorful flower in his lavender fur. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the north were limited. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 2000 sp. Rich purple corundum (800 gp). Emerald (800 gp). Iolite (60 gp).